Thor felt his shoulders straighten at the mention of Loki and he felt his teeth press together. After the talk they had had not even a few days past, he felt irked that Loki had been caught sneaking into an area with magical artefacts. How was that for the good of Asgard? He resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose for all of ten seconds before he sat down in the motioned chair and placed his weight in it heavily, giving in to the need to pinch the bridge of his nose and let out a deep, mighty sigh.
"He is a gifted sorcerer," he said, eye focusing on Strange. "Misguided, at times, but he is a good man at heart." And despite Loki's missteps in the past, Thor still believed that, believed in his brother. "Was he near any artefact of concern when he was caught?"
He levelled his gaze on Stephen. "And yes, I am, as best as I am able when he can walk along the branches of Yggdrasil. Normally I would ask Heimdall to check but-" he frowned, "I have not been able to reach him."